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Leave me intertwined among the stars above my moony head,
In my sleep and out.
Leave me speaking to the nightly fields of aphids and sleeping butterflies,
Among the clouds, above heavy eyed oceans dressed in moonlight,
Leave me somewhere in my head,
Amongst possible impossibilities.

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